Little tiny pieces of peace for me sometimes
Everything I've eaten for a week has spinach in it
Of all the people in the world, why should I love you?
Somehow my brain still associates love with good things
I still like to think about it and feel it
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Every other year is gone away to me and I can't remember any other version of myself. Keeping a notebook doesn't work for me, I can't express myself in words about what I did or who I thought I loved.
I am the non-linear, hope in clairvoyance, I am the gold that dances around your hair when you stand in front of the setting sun
2009 was so painful and then like 3 things were good
2010 is going to be my best year.. I hope it gets really fucking meta
